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Melina Marchetta quotes about love
It’s funny how you can forget everything except people loving you. Maybe that’s why humans find it so hard getting over love affairs. It’s not the pain they’re getting over, it’s the love.
— Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road
But grief makes a monster out of us sometimes . . . and sometimes you say and do things to the people you love that you can’t forgive yourself for.
— Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road
When I turn around, he cups my face in his hands and he kisses me so deeply that I don’t know who is breathing for who, but his mouth and tongue taste like warm honey. I don’t know how long it lasts, but when I let go of him, I miss it already.
— Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road
What if she’s all I give you in this life of ours, my love?” she asked quietly. “Then I’ll shout at the goddess in fury, ” he said fiercely. “I’ll beg to know why I’ve been given so much when other men have so little.
— Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn
Phaedra of Alonso’s death was a never-ending pain that gnawed at his insides. It made him a prisoner in his own cottage.
— Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn
Phaedra looked across the water and her eyes met Lucian’s. Their needs came second. It came from the privilege of being tr
— Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn
If I had to wish for something, just one thing, it would be that Hannah would never see Tate the way I did. Never see Tate’s beautiful, lush hair turn brittle, her skin sallow, her teeth ruined by anything she could get her hands on that would make her forget. That Hannah would never count how many men there were, or how vile humans can be to one another. That she would never see the moments in my life that were full of neglect, and fear, and revulsion, moments I can never go back to because I know they will slow me down for the rest of my life if I let myself remember them for one moment. Tate, who had kept Hannah alive that night, reading her the story of Jem Finch and Mrs. Dubose. And suddenly I know I have to go. But this time without being chased by the Brigadier, without experiencing the kindness of a postman from Yass, and without taking along a Cadet who will change the way I breath for the rest of my life.
— Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road
…I don’t believe you should be a virgin when you get married, ‘ Sera said. ‘You should experiment. Men do”Yes, but only if you’re in love with them, ‘ I said.
— Melina Marchetta, Looking for Alibrandi
I still wake with your name on my lips every morning.
— Melina Marchetta, Froi of the Exiles
She made a sound of regret. ‘We come second, you and I, Luc-ien, ’ she said. ‘Our allegiance is always to our kingdoms. Without that allegiance, our people would fall.’She placed her head back against his chest and he felt her tears. ‘This is not our time.’‘But that will never mean I love you less, ’ he said.
— Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn
Lucian was beginning to get used to hearing her small observations at night. More than anything, he realized he liked her voice in the dark. It made him feel less lonely.
— Melina Marchetta, Froi of the Exiles
He’s my father!” she bellowed, pointing to Trevanion.”Vestie!” Beatriss said firmly, stopping to stare up at her. “I’ll snip at the tongue if I ever see it in such a way again! Trevanion, speak to her.”Vestie hung her head, shamefaced.”Vestie, ” he said, his voice still gentle.”Yes, Father.””Shout it out louder, my love. Shout it out louder.
— Melina Marchetta, Froi of the Exiles
I’ve been waiting for you all night and day, ‘ she said.Froi shivered. He realised that the words came from Quintana the ice maiden. Realised, as he felt his face heating up, that the idea of this Quintana waiting for him with excitement spoke to parts of him he believed to be dormant. And then she winked.’Did I do that right?’ she asked. Her smile was lopsided and he saw a glimpse of the teeth.And Froi imagined that he would follow her to the ends of the earth.
— Melina Marchetta, Froi of the Exiles
He just watched the way Finnikin’s hands rested on Evanjalin’s neck and he rubbed his thumb along her jaw and the way his tongue seemed to disappear inside her mouth as if he needed a part of her to breathe himself.
— Melina Marchetta, Finnikin of the Rock
As he left Yata’s home that morning, he knew that a part of his life was complete and that whatever path he chose, he would experience the ache of unfulfilled dreams. For a moment he allowed himself to feel regret at the thought of never building a cottage by the river with Trevanion. Or living the life of a simple farmer connected to the earth. Or traveling his kingdom, satisfying the nomad he had become. To be Finnikin of the Rock and the Monts and the River and the Flatlands and the Forest. To be none of those at all.Yet he also knew that to lose her to another man would be a slow torture every day for the rest of his life.
— Melina Marchetta, Finnikin of the Rock
But I want to give in to it sometimes, only because I’m tired and the feeling that I’ve had for a while-that something is haunting me down-becomes all consuming and I’m frightened that one morning there will be not enough to keep me going.
— Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road
If she allowed herself to give in to the whole sadness of it, she’d never ever be able to operate like a normal person again.
— Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road
The pages aren’t numbered, so I don’t know whether I have the beginning or end or whether it’s in sequence but these days I’m not really looking for continuity.All I’m after is something that makes sense to me.
— Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road
It’s not as if he’s good-looking, because he’s not. Sometimes he’s so plain that he looks bland. But it’s his voice and his mannerisms that fill him with some kind of color. I listen to his voice and its resonance hooks me in. The worry lines on his forehead, his expression when he twists his face into a smile, and the way his whole face lights up when he laughs those short bursts of laughter.
— Melina Marchetta, Saving Francesca
I trace his face with my fingers, ‘Let me see. A guy tells me that he would have thrown himself in front of a train if it wasn’t for me and then drives seven hours straight, without whingeing once, on a wild-goose chase in search of my mother with absolutely no clue where to start. He is, in all probability, going to get court-martialled because of me, has put up with my moodiness all day long, and knows exactly what to order me for breakfast. It doesn’t get any more romantic than that, Jonah.
— Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road
Do you love me?’ he asked instead. ‘Because if you don’t, I’d wait until you did. I’d wait weeks and months and years.
— Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn
Josie, life is not a Mills and Boon book. People fall out of love. People disappoint other people and they find it very hard to forgive.
— Melina Marchetta, Looking for Alibrandi
Up in the distance the whistle of the wind sang to her from the mountain. From Lucian’s mountain. It beckoned and taunted and she wanted to run towards it. To be enveloped in its coat of fleece and to hear its safe sounds.
— Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn
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